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OK , so I'm sat here wondering what to write listening to the drum beats on the conservatory roof and wondering when its ever going to stop. Rain, i don't particularly like it. It would be a different story if it was snow. I'm hoping for snow so much right now. Throwing snowballs and making snow angels is a passion of mine. I enjoy it, more than most things.

Anyway, Neat has practically made this for me and as i told her before, i'm not very creative with writing and stuff like this. I do talk absolute rubbish most of the time and make things up to amuse myself in maths.

Maths, who needs it? The only thing that gets me through the four most boring lessons of my life each week is that without fail, i'll laugh. Whether its my teachers facial expressions or ToriCherry sending me envelopes or Leanne and Hayleigh stealing my book. I laugh. Every maths lesson.

Today, i saw a boy. Who was continually knocking at his front door, but there was no answer. I felt really sorry for him. Its amazing what feelings you can develop for strangers when you dont know anything about the person or the situation. I thought that maybe his mum hadn't picked him up from school and he was trying to find out where she was. Or he was going to someone elses house because he didn't want to go home. These are all assumptions which me and Vik made, from one boy knocking at a front door.

The truth is that you don't know whats happening in everyones lives. Even your closest friends lives, or even your a family members life. There will always be things which you dont know about people. And that is what confuses me. You will never discover these things.

My heads hurting now. I've been sat, looking at this computer screen for a long time working this out.

Love Sophie x